Junkyard dawg

"Junkyard Dawg" Lp,...I just finished one, .... for Langley Park,...what an amazing start!!!,..exciting!.,.. how I slide!, on t.v.!, side by side..me and Immanuel feelings unusual...wanted to bring a trick up my sleeve, am a magician...out my Coogi sweater I pulled out a bitch!, phone number..with ice on my wrist people still wonder if some M.C.'$ are still deep? Michaelangelo,..Christ on the last table. Now the story..more like Kane and Abel, a Phoenix...I can feel it ...getting closer and closer, won't sleep I get depressed when I get fatigue, wife wish she never married me, I remember vividally how Juelz used to think, in movements of people who move with they people, on your people! hook: Money can't buy happiness money can't buy her but none as free, as free as me truly wild,....itz blasphemy.....am a star, am a star!!!! v2: Rock and Roll,...on my guitar I describe the murder,...red is the color and this is the hour, I become Pac I got big shoes to fill but small feet, .. Swisher sweets rolled up with the Liquor!, FAT Trel was my nigga,.. "G" was my nigga!.., had Ill Will my nigga I would think we the same clout,.. I been doing this for years, without a doubt..niggas on the sidelines can point it out, like a Cyborg on a stage, knows nothing after all.. a Knuckle Head, now wish 2 repent...